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Required Viewing: Harry Bryant In "Orb"

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Required Viewing: Harry Bryant In "Orb"

Four nights ago Harry Bryant turned up at Stab HQ with Chippa Wilson, filmmaker Dave Fox, his girl Kayla, a laptop, a projector and a video file named Orb.

Foreseeing his arrival we dropped tools early, loaded the office Yeti with XXXX and Tooheys New and placed an order for a ridiculous number of poke bowls (many of which were later left up for grabs in front of Bondi Hotel to our entertainment from the balcony above).

Their contingent was behind schedule citing good waves in their zone on the South Coast and a severe dose of grog fog from the Thirroul premiere the evening before. 

Harry wouldn’t stop raving about the karaoke session that followed the screening and after viewing the contents of his stacked Instagram Stories feed whilst we sipped our drinks overlooking an impressive afternoon in Bondi Beach, we agreed.

Harry Bryant goes mainstream.

Pushing through hangover struggles, we rigged up Hazz’s groovy DIY projector screen, drained multiple boxes of tinned beverages, darkened the room and hit play on Orb.

There’s no need to journal what went down in the following 15 minutes, it why you’re here after all. But there was hooting, Harry rode the tube (standing and kneeling), he flexed rail and by god he fired his body into the sky with reckless abandonment.

He surfed around his home down south, he surfed Indonesia and he gave Teahupo'o a right nudge.

Oh and the soundtrack was tastefully dark. Our only regret was not booking a full scale audio setup to allow the hum and drone to shake the room as intended.

Stab believe's Harry is one of Australia’s finest exports. He has entertainer welded into his DNA, a likeable bloke who doesn’t seem to care whether he’s riding foam or glass, or whether or not the section he’s about to hit is going to send him to the hospital.

Enough from us, enjoy the show.

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